I don’t know if I am alone here, but often I find myself in a funk. One where I struggle to go to sleep at night, which leads to a cycle of bad habits.
Little Man’s recent shift in sleeping habits, in which he goes down around 7:30 PM and sleeps until 10 AM, is probably the initial cause of this funk, since I have used his cry as my alarm since he was born. I am not saying it is my 18 month old’s fault by any means. I am just saying that I was probably relying on him too much to keep me on any sort of schedule.
This unproductive cycle looks something like this:
- sleep until 10 AM
- wake up to Little Man yelling for me
- feed everyone breakfast, including the pets
- get on the computer while Little Man plays with toys and intermittently whines at me to entertain him or read to him
- I juggle between playing tag, reading him stories, and getting back on the computer until lunch time
- I feed him lunch, put him down for his nap, and get back on the computer
- The afternoon is either a repeat of the same boring routine, or we go out and run a few errands
- I realize it’s almost dinner time and either throw something quick together or we order out
Basically, when I am in these funks, I spend most of the day on my bum, which means: 1) neither of us get enough activity, 2) I eat too much because Little Man has not worked up an appetite and I finish his food for him, and 3) nothing gets done around the house (ie: laundry, cleaning, cooking, etc.)
Two days ago, after getting on the scale and realizing I had gained eight pounds in five days, I snapped out of it. I had still slept until 10am, but I took Little Man and the dog on a light jog around noon. I even ended up with a little extra resistance when the dog burned out and ended up in the basket of the stroller. I limited myself to soup for lunch (that’s my weight loss trick, by the way – limiting lunch to a lighter soup and limiting sweets the rest of the day). I did a couple of loads of laundry and I finished off the day by emptying every trash can, starting the dishwasher, and washing every dish that did not make it into the dishwasher by hand. I then got into bed around 11:30PM, completely exhausted, and fell right to sleep!
Why am I telling you all this?
Yesterday was an amazing day! I find the enormous difference one can make by adjusting only a few small things absolutely mind boggling. One day of discipline and not “put(ting) off ’til tomorrow that which you can do today” gave me an amazingly refreshing start yesterday.
What I mean is, yesterday rooms were cleaned, laundry was done, I took Little Man out to play, and I prepared a somewhat involved dinner by starting early (Eggplant Parmesan atop a pasta blend that included Lime Gnocchi Shell, Mango-Peach Sea Shell, & Red Southwestern Chili Lumache), AND both Little Man and Hubby scarfed it down like… well, like I have never seen them eat something prepared by me before (which I am slightly embarrassed to admit), and then they had father son bonding time while I finished up some laundry. Then to top it all off, I put a tired toddler to bed with absolutely no objections. I will not get into husband/wife bonding time, but my efforts did not hurt my husbands mood either…
I know that sometimes there are just those days; where all the stars align and things go well, but I can’t shake the feeling that yesterday was different. I have been praying for a sign from God as to what I need to focus on in my life to better serve him because I knew something was missing. Today, I feel like my prayers were answered as I took a step towards becoming the Proverbs 31 woman I strive to resemble.
Yesterday, I finally found joy in my role in our home and I *cherished* every moment. I hope I am able to capture that feeling and remember it every day.